Black is the absence of colour,
yet, if I use all my crayons,
I get the darkest black.

We need a satellite to communicate
though you are sitting beside me.
Is our love on the same wave length?

If I count all my blessings
I am lacking one on the list.
Or two, three. I wish I couldn’t count.


Comments on: "Science" (14)

  1. After reading and re-reading. I found this challenging, and wanting more. It’s very well done… I wish I couldn’t count …backwards..


  2. A very affecting poem, Ina. Very insightful. : )

  3. Beautifully done, Ina!

  4. Is our love on the same wave length? Unfortunately this Q is asked more and more frequently these days

  5. Your second stanza says it all πŸ™‚

  6. Great one!

    Your poetry is very deep at the moment!! :0

    Love and hugs xx

    • Hi Christine,
      thank you very much. I am still trying to find my way in the land of poetry, trying out all sorts of ideas πŸ™‚

      Love and hugs xx

  7. I love the small poems I’ve been reading tonight, Ina. I’m going to have to give up and go rest. After work the day after treatment I’m always exhausted, but you have lifted weary spirits a little. I am probably missing a blessing or two too, but I think I’ll count the ones I have and have had in my life and attempt to be content. Lovely poem.

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